Even though the situation is now shocking, terrible, and chaotic.
Daoist Qing Yan remained relatively calm.
He stared at Fang Yu, speaking word by word.
"Go! Immediately, follow me now! We don't have much time! It could attack at any moment!"
Who?
That demon just now?
What kind of strength does that guy possess to make Daoist Qing Yan so lose his composure and look so frightened?
While Fang Yu was puzzled...
Crack! Crack crack crack crack!
The sphere trapping Luo Jianqing, without any interference, began to appear with cracks.
The clear liquid inside flowed out through the cracks, and Luo Jianqing slowly opened his eyes at this moment.
Those eyes, as they opened, seemed to flash with countless invisible Sword Qi shadows, as if the sound of swords ringing echoed in the ears.
The sharp Sword Intent was released, as if the Divine Skill was perfected!
